episode_0051

Good morning. A strong and powerful morning. If you ask me, I am Yeonjin.

A lively and refreshing morning where you wake up to the sunlight and the chirping of birds.

“Hmm. Nothing much.”

As soon as I woke up, the seat next to me in the bed was empty, as if it were a given.

Well, that’s to be expected since I slept like a log without even realizing it was daybreak.

After finishing a quick wash, I left the room and went down to the first floor of the guest house, where my sister and the vice-principal were sitting, eating breakfast, as if it were a given.

“Tsk tsk, good job. A young bastard who spreads out until the sun rises. Inseok, when Nobu was your age, he would wake up at the crack of dawn before the end of the morning shift (03:00~05:00) and start with breakfast.”

And the crazy old man looked at me as if it was nothing and clicked his tongue.

But based on my accumulated experience, it’s best not to get along with a crazy old man.

“That’s right. I was going to sleep a little and wake up, but I’m a little late. Is it because I slept late last night?”

That is the true principle of competent steelmaking.

The opening investigation of the non-partisan faction, Sam Bong Jin In.

Just like Jang Sam-bong performing tai chi, he immediately let out a whining voice with the beauty of Hwa-gyeong and sat down on the chair.

I glanced at my sister and she was avoiding my gaze for no reason.

Are you still reeling from last night’s lip smacking?

In this world, isn’t it unusual for a woman to feel embarrassed over just one kiss?

Well, it’s not that hard to understand because it varies from person to person.

After quickly convincing myself, I took a big spoonful of the food that was served for breakfast, but the head monk, who had already cleaned the dishes, opened his mouth.

“Now it’s time for the Green Forest King to take action.”

“I guess the news has been spread by now?”

The vice-principal nodded instead of answering.

There are no modern, advanced civilizations here.

Of course, it takes a considerable amount of time for news to spread, and unless it’s a fairly big story, it doesn’t spread that quickly.

Of course, the fact that five wild vegetables had flown away was like a fire underfoot for the Green Forest, so the news would have been relayed to the Green Forest Alliance headquarters as quickly as possible.

“If the Green Forest King had a personality like Nobu, he would have drawn his sword and stepped in himself a long time ago, but even so, it’s impossible for the head of an organization to act so rashly, right? He must have ordered his subordinates to cut off your balls.”

“It’s strange that people are interested in my neck even though I didn’t do anything bad.”

“That’s how the world of martial arts is.”

The vice-principal snickered.

Then he continued talking, looking around at the ordinary people eating their meals in the noisy guesthouse from the morning.

“It’s not an easy thing for a mere second-rate index to directly fight the Nokrim, so your fame will soon spread throughout the Four Seas. There will already be some people making a lot of noise.”

“It doesn’t seem like something grand enough to be called a head-on confrontation, but there’s a saying that talking about other people is the most fun. Rumors tend to be exaggerated compared to reality.”

“Anyway, isn’t it the same as being on the lips of the world? It’s ridiculous. Even though I’m praising you so much right now, if it’s revealed that you’re a believer of the new religion, I’ll immediately change my attitude and point my finger at you.”

It was a cynical attitude.

In fact, from the objective perspective of modern people, the Demonic Cult was indeed a bad group.

Although I was able to avoid ending my second life in vain thanks to being kidnapped by the Demonic Cult, that alone is not exactly ethically sound.

It seems to have been quiet recently, but if you listen to the stories, it seems like there were many times in the past when the Demonic Cult waged wars under the pretext of conquering the Central Plains.

If you raid the Shaolin Temple, which is located much deeper in the Central Plains than you think, and loot the secret book of the Yeokgeun Sesu Gyeong from Janggyeonggak, then you’ve said it all.

So it is not surprising that the praise we have now may turn into criticism at any time.

“It’s a bit new.”

And then, my sister, who had just finished eating, wiped her mouth and spoke indifferently.

Well, actually, it was a new story as you said.

Let’s not go around saying, “Let’s not fight like I’m some kind of fighter for justice! Let’s get along well from now on!” It’s not like I’m going to go around saying that.

That’s just a head full of flowers.

In the end, what was most important to me was my satisfying and comfortable life.

In the process, if you can reach the level of martial arts you want, it would be great.

The atmosphere suddenly became serious since morning, so I was trying to lighten the mood by bringing up the subject, but the vice-principal opened his mouth again.

“If the Green Forest King had given the order earlier, it wouldn’t have been strange if the bandits came today. So, So-gyo-ju, are you really planning to go get the Green Forest King’s head?”

“Didn’t the main woman already say that? There is a blood debt that must be received from Nokrim.”

“While we’re on the subject, let me ask you something. What on earth does the Green Forest King owe you that you insist on taking his head?”

“That’s a joke.”

My sister answered with an indifferent face.

“If the majority of the group called Sapha are the offspring of the Blood Cult. Was there a need for a reason to cut down the offspring of the Blood Cult?”

“Hmm!”

As soon as the word “blood sect” came out, the vice-chairman’s eyes widened slightly.

It was the same story I heard before going to bed yesterday.

Blood cult.

If there is one thing that most of the Central Plains martial artists follow regardless of whether it is official or not, it is the Demonic Cult.

And the Blood Cult goes further than that, it’s a group of lunatics that are even more outrageous than the Demonic Cult.

That was the fragmentary information I knew about the Blood Cult.

“But what exactly do the Blood Cult do?”

The atmosphere was serious, but I cautiously intervened to ask a question to satisfy my curiosity.

“What is a blood sect?”

And then the vice-principal’s insincere reply came right back.

That’s not what I asked.

As I gave him a look that conveyed that general meaning, the vice-principal coughed and continued his explanation in a bit more detail.

“It’s the Mara Blood Cult. It’s a cult that says that instead of the Maitreya Buddha, the Blood Maitreya will descend to save us. They capture healthy people, cut open their stomachs, and offer their hearts as sacrifices, and they do things like that. So of course, they catch and kill everyone they see.”

“To put it simply, it’s just a cult, a social cult?”

“They are cults, they are cults. Yeah, isn’t the Blood Cult just a cult? Now, there are fanatics who practice human sacrifice, so there is no reason to catch them and kill them. ”

I understand perfectly.

A cult group that captures innocent people and sacrifices or burns their hearts in a Central and South American style, even to the point where even the practice of slaughter is considered barbaric.

They are definitely sons of bitches.

And if someone as high as the King of the Green Forest is a cult member, then of course he should be caught and killed.

As I nodded in understanding, the vice-principal finished his explanation and looked at my sister with sharp eyes.

“Scholar, if it is as you say that the King of the Green Forest is a spy of the Blood Cult, then of course Nobu would not object, but where did you get that information?”

“That is… ….”

“At least as far as Nobu knows, there was no such information among the intelligence received by the Shinkyo. It was never on the agenda for the meeting. In fact, if the Nokrim King was a spy of the Blood Cult, then a report would have been submitted.”

However, since he had a rough idea that I was a regressor, unlike me who quickly accepted the information, the vice-principal asked about the source of the information.

Oh my gosh, people, look at this.

It’s a story that can’t be passed over by saying that the Green Forest King was actually a spy of the Blood Cult, so it’s only natural.

While my sister was hesitating, a group of people were heard outside the guest house.

bang!

“Oh my!”

And then, like a shell, the perfectly good guesthouse door burst open, and the innocent attendant who was waiting at the entrance was hit by the exploding door and flew into the sky.

A man muttered as he watched the unrealistic sight of a person flying in the sky.

“Oh, I’m sure I’ve seen this sight before.”

In the world of martial arts, a guest house is a place where any accident can happen at any time without any problem.

It is a place where you can feel the owners of the central districts struggling to keep their shops open, even when the shops are destroyed or, in severe cases, uprooted and collapsed.

The door to the inn was broken down and a group of six or seven masters wearing hopi came rushing in.

The momentum is quite sharp and strong, so the minimum is the peak.

First-class idiot, if you were lower than me, my senses wouldn’t have reacted this sensitively.

And the seven masters wearing Hopi quickly scanned the inn with their sharp eyes, and as soon as they saw me, they raised their voices.

“Found it!”

“Me?”

Seven pairs of eyes staring at me.

As I reflexively raised my finger and pointed at me, the assailants who suddenly appeared began to add their voices in anger.

“I will receive the blood donation from my comrades in Jinsanchae!”

“How dare you commit such a crime in Daeungchae!”

“Did you think you could stab the Great Green Forest Alliance and get away with it? Today, this place will be your grave!”

The sight of them pulling out heavy weapons like the Pak Do-myeo and Dae-bu one by one was unusual.

“Ah, they were bandits.”

I wondered why he was wearing a hoodie.

I also thought that the trend in Central Plains clothing these days was hopi.

When I turned my head, my sister was wearing an expression that was difficult to guess what she was thinking, as was her usual self.

The vice-principal suddenly looked as if he had come across something interesting.

Yeah, if it was really dangerous, the two people behind wouldn’t just be watching.

With that thought in mind, I placed my hand on the hilt of my sword and walked forward.

“They say you don’t even touch a dog while eating, so what are those guys who are worse than a dog saying?”

“You bastard! No, it’s better! I left without even having a proper meal on my way to the afterlife.”

“The world has become so crazy these days that instead of giving a reward to someone who picks up trash that others don’t pick up and throws it away, they come in groups to stab them.”

seven.

There are seven masters of the same level as me, but in reality, even within the peak, there is naturally a difference in skill level.

If I have to be picky, I think that most top-tier players, except for people like Lee Seo-ran, are weaker than me.

Of course, no matter how big the country is, it’s not easy to deal with seven peak players.

If I let my guard down and a hole suddenly opens in my body, I’ll bleed out and die, just like that.

but.

“Stop bothering me and just rush over. What sense of camaraderie do those bandits have that they come looking for revenge or revenge? When I look at it, they all run away as soon as I cut off Chaeju’s neck.”

“Hey you!”

When I deliberately provoked their nerves, the bandits started to get angry.

I, too, have learned a melody while watching the Great Guardian.

A noble expression, a level playing field.

To put it bluntly, make someone angry and roll their eyes before fighting.

Although I have not yet reached the level where I can be called the vicious mouth of the Great Guardian Law, fortunately, I have the skills that have been honed since modern times.

Since ancient times, cursing one’s parents has been a deep-rooted and traditional curse word that dates back to the beginning of human civilization.

It was also a proven method that had the effect of provoking anger in the listener just by mentioning it.

“Why do you keep calling me this guy? It’s the average thing for bandits to run away, abandoning their leader and the leaderless. Later, when my parents get old, I’ll abandon them and run away because I don’t want to take care of them.”

“This, this, this, this fucking dog!”

“Then you’re just like a prospective son of a bitch? Stop wagging your tongue and just draw your sword and come at me, you sons of bitches.”

“He really is a guy who would shed tears if he saw the coffin!”

The bandits, unable to bear it any longer, screamed, something that must have been a howl or something else.

Why are you so angry when we haven’t even started yet?

As I looked at them with a sad face, one of the cross-eyed bandits, unable to control his anger, shouted.

“It’s no use regretting it now! The King told me to catch him alive if possible, but please let me beg you to kill him!”

“If King Yeomra asks who sent you, tell him that this Asura Goobaek sent you!”

Even the self-proclaimed Asura stepped forward with a murderous look on his face, clutching the huge sword.

“This old man will teach you a lesson if you wag your tongue recklessly. I will send all of your companions to the afterlife.”

He said that and stuck out his tongue.

It may seem like they’re trying to scare others, but it’s just disgusting to see that old lady sticking her tongue out.

More than that.

“My group too?”

“Yeah!”

Gu Baek smiled bitterly and pointed to the vice-principal and his sister behind him.

“It seems like you’re in the same group as me since you’re walking together. It’s normal for people to get along when they’re next to a sharp rock. You’re the only one who’s in the green forest, but your wicked tongue has also threatened the lives of your group, so you should know that.”

“Hmm.”

I turned my head for a moment and looked at the vice-principal and his sister.

My sister didn’t show any particular reaction, just wiggling her eyebrows.

And the vice-principal was holding his stomach and grumbling as if he was laughing so hard at this situation.

“Really my group too?”

I couldn’t help but ask the bandits one more time to confirm.

They know who’s behind me now, and they’re acting like that.